Chapter 58: Rune Of Doppelganger (1)


    When faced with a harsh reality thats hard to believe, people often freeze in sheer bewilderment.


    Their words fail toe out as intended, and their eyes dart around in confusion.


    This was precisely the case at the moment.


    U-U-Um.


    The person in charge cast anxious nces back and forth between the lifeless body of ck Scythe and the mischievous Little Crock.


    What in the world have you done?! How could you dare to kill ck Scythe, a legendary figure?


    Neither did he expect the revered ck Scythe to meet such a simple end, nor did he anticipate the mischievous Little Crocks sudden rampage.


    Have you lost your mind? You!!!


    Ah, youre bbering nonsense, arent you?


    A low, menacing voice apanied a piercing gaze directed at the person in charge.


    Caught off guard by the swiftly shifting atmosphere, the person in charge unintentionally swallowed hard.


    What on earth is behind that gaze?


    It resembled the intense re of a ferocious beast, capable of quelling ones spirit.


    The timid visage of the young man in his twenties, the Little Crock he once knew, had vanishedpletely.


    Leaving the flustered manager behind, Ryu Min redirected his gaze to the empty air.


    [You havemitted murder while impersonating another yer.]


    [The activation conditions have been met.]


    [You have discovered a hidden rune in this very cethe Rune of Doppelganger!]


    [The acquired rune will be automatically engraved onto the yers body!]


    Receiving the message about obtaining the Rune of Doppelganger, a satisfied smile graced Ryu Mins face.


    Excellent. All my efforts in deceiving them have paid off.


    Since he had sessfully impersonated Little Crock, the required conditions had been met.


    The fake ck Scythe, infamous for his shapeshifting abilities, was no longer a threat.


    After all, Ryu Min had got rid of him a short while ago.


    Given the guys future destiny as a viin, Ryu Min harbored no sympathy whatsoever.


    Little Little Crock! Tell me, why in the world did you kill ck Scythe?


    Why, you ask? Because hes nothing but a damn impostor.


    Impostor? What do you mean?


    Instead of giving a direct answer, Ryu Min brought out a prepared mask and put it on.


    Just in case the unconscious woman woke up and witnessed the scene, it would be rather inconvenient.


    As an extra precaution, he covered the womans head with a ck sac.


    The person in charge continued to gaze with suspicion and eximed aloud.


    You should have killed the woman! Why did you kill ck Scythe? Exin yourself!


    Why? Because he was nothing but garbage. And the same goes for you.


    What did you just say?


    The person in charge mustered up some courage.


    He wasnt the type to crumble in the face of being called trash.


    With a slight tsk sound, a long, ominous sickle suddenly appeared in the persons hand.


    I dare you to say that again.


    His voice abruptly dwindled away, as if someone had hit the mute button.


    Erged eyes were just a bonus effect.


    I called you trash, why? Do you have a problem?


    The reason was clear. Ryu Min now held the colossal sickle in his hand.


    Whats this? Is the scythe? Little Crocks main weapon?


    The person in charge felt a sudden pang of embarrassment, seeing their meager sickle.


    It seemed downright feeble inparison.


    Ive never seen a yer carrying around such a massive scythe.


    Wait a moment. They recalled hearing about it.


    A yer who wielded a giant scythe as their primary weapon.


    Like a missing puzzle piece falling into ce, Little Crocks words echoed in their mind.


    -Hes a damn imposter.


    Imposter? C-Could it be?


    The person in charge shifted his gaze between the lifeless ck Scythe and Little Crock.


    Now did you grasp the situation? Who is the true ck Scythe?


    I-It was you? You were the real ck Scythe?


    I apologize for deceiving you.


    Contrary to the apology, a cynical smile danced upon Ryu Mins face.


    With the appearance of the massive scythe, the atmosphere underwent a striking transformation.


    Are you kidding? That person I saw earlier wasnt just any kid he was the real ck Scythe.


    He could sense it instinctively.


    The young man standing before them was unmistakably ck Scythe.


    And he knew he wouldnt survive this encounter.


    Thud!


    Without a moments hesitation, the person in charge sank to his knees.


    Resisting would be futile if the other person truly was ck Scythe.


    B-ck Scythe! I apologize for not recognizing you. Your performance was truly convincing


    Why kneel all of a sudden?


    W-Well, its because I deeply respect ck Scythe.


    You didnt bother to kneel before the imposter who fooled you, but now you do this?


    A snicker escaped Ryu Mins lips.


    Dont y games with me. Beg with honesty. Beg for your life.


    P-P-Please spare me.


    Sorry, I forgot to say that Im not inclined to do so.


    The person in charges eyes widened in a split second, realizing that their plea would be met with rejection.


    Little did they know, this would be their final act.


    Thud. Thud.


    The persons head bounced off the ground like a cluster of grapes.


    Rolling away, it came to rest at the feet of the ck me Dragon.


    Ack!


    Meeting their gaze, the ck me Dragon felt a sudden tremor of fear.


    The managers face.


    A face that failed to register his own demise.


    Ironically, it only heightened the terror within.


    He couldntprehend, just like the person himself.


    T-This is the real ck Scythe. Hes on a whole different level.


    He hadnt even seen the attack that ended his life.


    All he saw was the head falling after he swung that big scythe.


    The trembling of the ck me Dragon was a result of this encounter.


    Encountering an iprehensible being invoked an indescribable sense of horror.


    Now, its just you and me left.


    Do you have any idea what Im about to do?


    If you have anyst words, nows the time.


    Given the chance by Ryu Min, the ck me Dragon mustered the courage to ovee his fear and managed to speak.


    I-I wont waste time with the obvious plea for mercy.


    Oh, really?


    I-I had something to ask when I met you.


    Why did you kill me five times in Round 4? I was curious.


    The ck me Dragons pupils widened as Ryu Min urately deciphered his true intentions.


    Yes, thats correct.


    The reason is simple. I wanted to keep you in check.


    Keep me in check? But why.


    Because out of all the people I saw back then, you seemed to have some skill. I needed to eliminate thepetition.


    Ah.


    In that moment, a sense of relief washed over the ck me Dragon, as if a three-day-long constipation had been resolved.


    Their doubts were finally put to rest.


    Any other questions?


    Even if I kill you now, you wont have any regrets, right?


    The ck me Dragon desperately wanted to beg for mercy.


    But seeing the manager die right after their plea made him feel it would be unwise to do so.


    Ca-Can I ask just one more thing before the end?


    What is it?


    W-Why do you want to kill me. What have I done.


    The response came swiftly.


    Because youre trash.


    M-Me? What have I done.


    Arent you here to kill that woman?


    W-Well, yes, but I havent done anything yet.


    Havent done anything? Youve been a mere spectator all this time.


    Being a mere spectator is also a sin.


    Do you finally understand why you deserve to die?


    He didnt answer, but their expression still showed ack ofprehension.


    Ryu Min let out a sigh.


    Fine then, Ill give you a chance to survive. Unlike those scams, your only crime was being a mere spectator after all.


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